So he changed his course and set upon Johnson at Lake George.

Here, however, his forces, victoriously advancing after their successes of the morning, were met by the destructive fire of the few cannon which had been hastily mounted, and which mowed down the regulars and struck such terror into the savage allies that the latter fled in a panic, their whoops of triumph changed to yells of fear.
It was then the turn of the Provincials to take the offensive, which they did promptly, ably seconded by the Mohawks.

They pursued the French a long distance through the woods, and only halted when spent from fatigue.
The French themselves had paused for rest on the very ground where the battle of the morning had been fought, and here, reenforced by soldiers sent by General Lyman from Fort Edward, the Americans set upon them a second time and finally vanquished them completely.

They covered the ground with the slain and took many prisoners, among them being the French commander, who was found leaning against a stump, having been wounded in the second fight.

He was alone, save for a companion, who was shot down by his side.